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MarcusxNarcissa

This is in NO WAY a romantic fic between Marcus Flint and Narcissa.. eww lol

Narcissa Malfoy wore a Heavy coat with her hair pulled back into a loose pony tail. Her brown bangs cutting across her face barely touching past her eyebrows. Her face was pink from the chilly winds that blew around her, gathering up the now fallen leaves and carrying them elsewhere. She strode along matching her steps along side her husbands. Lucius Malfoy dressed as Elegant as always and walked with a more confident atmosphere.

" Lucius! Over here!" Came a rather deep voice from the crowd of fellow parents.

Lucius turned and waved his cane in a welcoming manner. He pointed at a few open seats to his wife and leaned in to kiss her briefly on the lips.

" I will acompany you shortly dear." He said moving away and out of site.

Narcissa looked over at the seats he had pointed out to her. They were of course front row so they could see there little boy more clearly out on the feild.

" Mum!"

Narcissa recognized her Boy's voice and turned toward the feild. Draco came strutting over broom held tightly in one hand.

" Mum father said you couldn't make it this time." He said now stopping directly in front of her.

" Father isn't always right dear. He may think he knows everything but in the end it's always the women that know." She spoke leaning down and kissing her sons cheek.

" Oi! Mama's boy! Get your arse back on the feild!"

Draco turned pink for barely a moment before turning and giving the finger to the dark haired boy not standing too far away now.

"Draco!" Narcissa smacked his hand down grabbing his chin and turning him back around. " Do not ever let me see you make such an inaproppriate gesture again! Do you hear me?" She growled in a low whisper.

" Yes Ma'm." He whimpered getting her to let go and turning to saunter off back towards his team.

She shook her head slowly in dissapointment before feeling someone elses pressence before her.

" So your Mrs. Malfoy, yeah?"

Narcissa looked up a bit surprised to see her son's Quidditch leader standing in her pressence.

" yes, Yes I am. Did you need something?" She managed, even though by now she was highly annoyed and just wanted to sit down.

She noticed him smile and couldn't help but cringe at the site. His teeth were the most horrid thing she had ever witnessed.

" Damn, Malfoy's got it good don't he?" He said showing off his disasterous teeth once more.

" Excuse me but who are you?"

" Marcus Flint. I coach your son." He leaned over more into her personal space.

" Ah. I knew you were the Quidditch team leader but names seem to slip my mind. Nice to meet you Marcus, but I have to go find my seat now." She gave a curt nod and began shuffling away.

" Does he actually sleep with you? Draco. Does he actually sleep with his mummy?" Marcus called after her getting her attention right away.

Narcissa froze up and felt her cheeks began to heat up from the anger that was now rising up through her body. She turned on heel and marched back to him jabbing her finger down at his oddly shaped face.

" Now you listen here, Marcus Flint." She brushed a peice of hair out of her eye attempting to hold it behind her ear. " It is none of your concern what Draco does and doesn't do at home and away from school. If you are trying to find more ways to criticize and embarrass my son then I will have to advise you otherwise." She backed away some but kept her threatening gaze.

" Hey! Marcus! Were ready to start!" Some other dark haired boy was yelling with his hands cupped trying to get his leader's attention.

" Good luck." She spat before scurrying over to her seat just in sync with her husband who again greeted her with a kiss and sat down. She smirked down at the team and laughed a bit to herself. For she knew something they didn't. She was and would forever be in control.